Perfect

 

Tears

 

lining the pockets

 

of the case that I fold into

 

wishing to be sent

 

someplace else.

 

No stamps nor gold

 

can get me there

 

alas

 

I walk the journey

 

without flight.

 

My legs may be wrong

 

but God will right them

 

as He leaves an imprint

 

above my mouth.

 

Whispering shhhh

 

taming my spirit

 

and drying the rain

 

from the storms

 

taking my body rocking.

 

Paying life's debts

 

with soul's money

 

adding,

 

subtracting

 

all sums of sin.

 

I am not perfect

 

came here not perfect

 

honesty

 

isn't always perfect.

 

Reviews

[Spoken]

of the case that I fold into
wishing to be sent
someplace else.
No stamps nor gold
can get me there

Paying life's debts
with soul's money

great metaphor and use of language here. love the tone, and you end with a strong notion "honesty isn't always perfect" how true.. honesty can be ugly. Very passionate!

[PoemRodent]

Very thoughtful and passionate with a very good sense of flow. I found this to be interesting as well as giving food for thought and imagination. You have done well in this write.

Love and Thoughts

Dostani

[Gordon Greene]

.. but honesty pays greater dividends than the alternative.

So much heart and soul on this page I hardly know what to say. I love the words here but hate that they were wrought from pain.

Beautiful work.

Gordon

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

No honesty is always gonna be good news but at least yu are a true person be telling it... I get a sense of sadness and loneliness

[Cdnsurfer]

Oh Jenny, this is heartbreaking stuff here. Nobody is perfect, but in the imagination makes it so. Platonic forms are illusory. The world is imperfect, and we, flawed; yet, there is a beauty in strength and dignity that makes even the most crooked of souls godly. We all wish to be somewhere else, anywhere but this place, this life, this body, but we all make do with what we have been given, to trudge one more day in the darkness in search of light. I believe you will find that light, too. And discover, you needn't have gone anywhere, it was inside you all the time. Be well, my friend. Rob